Sunday's gig, and noisy buggers

Had a very enjoyable gig at the Old Blue Last on Sunday. It wasn't without its pre-show jitters, though. After circling round the Shoreditch one-way system for what seemed like forever before finding a turn-off for the venue, we then found that the drummer who was supposed to be bringing most of the drum kit hadn't turned up yet. So we did the soundcheck with half a kit, and the snare balanced on Mark's lap, which made for some interesting sounds! Ah, the joys of sharing equipment.

Anyway, despite all that, it was one of those gigs where we all played well and the songs just seemed to work. Phew. Having been holed up practising piano for the last while, I'd felt a bit nervous about getting back on stage for a band gig, but it was actually really good fun. Which is always a relief!

Michael Pollitt also played a set of bluesy guitar, and there was another guy on before me, but I didn't catch much of his set because a few people nearby were talking at the top of their voices. Why, oh why, do people do this?? I'm going to start a campaign to shut people up during gigs. Even if you don't like what you're hearing, you can at least give a performer the respect for getting up and doing their thing. Maybe some sort of remote electric-shock device would do the trick...Ideas, anyone?